You land in a crumpled heap in the lab. You stand up but fall again. Drat, they got you. You lie on your back, wishing that you had never laid eyes on that remote. Using all the strength you have left, you stagger to your feet and stumble to the professor's office.
"Professor! I need your help!" Finally, you collapse on the floor and you know that you will never have the strength to get up again. As you look up at the door you notice there is a sign on it:
I'm out to lunch! I hope you don't need my help until then!
What luck, you think as darkness surrounds you.